The Stranger

Fri, 12/13/2024 - 08:57 -- Arora

The body I am is not my own

In the mirror a stranger stares back

The hope I could escape

Is crushed by reality

If only their was a way

I could be free

But it is not to be

I am imprisoned within a stranger

 

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